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I am stuck in the darkness A world so bad it has to be real My dreams never cease to surprise me in thier vividness I wake up to my relief Only to be ****** back into terror Long shadowy arms extend from my ceiling And hold me down I can't move I try to shout for help... The shadow covers my mouth ...I live alone anyway The fear creeps through me as the electricity of this shadowy intruder keeps me still Panic And just as fast as it began the shadow creeps back to the corners it grew from and I can move again. It's three in the morning. But I am not going back to sleep I open a book and read instead.
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 7:37 AM UTC
Sleep Paralysis
I am stuck in the darkness A world so bad it has to be real My dreams never cease to surprise me in thier vividness I wake up to my relief Only to be ****** back into terror Long shadowy arms extend from my ceiling And hold me down I can't move I try to shout for help... The shadow covers my mouth ...I live alone anyway The fear creeps through me as the electricity of this shadowy intruder keeps me still Panic And just as fast as it began the shadow creeps back to the corners it grew from and I can move again. It's three in the morning. But I am not going back to sleep I open a book and read instead.
This is the second bout of sleep paralysis I have ever experienced and it is one of the most terrifying things I have ever gone through.
josh-bass
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 7:37 AM UTC
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